Macro March 2025: What if Jess Grew Part 4: Epilogue

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I hope you enjoyed this rare macro content!

STORY:

Jess woke up uncomfortable and sore, naked in bed. While it wasn’t unusual in the least for her to strip off her pajamas throughout the night, (it had actually been a bad habit she had been trying to break for most of her life), she must have been incredibly tired last night because instead of being piled in a heap on the floor beside her, her pajamas were nowhere to be found.

Jess rubbed her bleary eyes. She felt like she had just had the strangest dream but couldn’t clearly remember what it was. As she shifted her body however, she felt grains of sand uncomfortably rub against her thighs.

“Just what was I doing last night??” Jess gasped as she looked at the amount of dirt between her legs.

Jess’ bed sheets were filthy, as were her legs and the soles of her feet. It seemed to be mostly a mixture of sand, mud, moss, and her own cum.

Jess wracked her brain but no matter how hard she tried she just could not remember what she had been doing the night before. Had she been out drinking? Training? Did she go to the beach? A muddy forest?

“I guess there’s nothing for it…” Jess sighed picking herself out of bed, feeling her skin shiver a bit from the friction as her naked groin rubbed over the grainy dirty sheets. “I guess I’ll need to take a shower before anything else today too..” she thought, dusting some of the dirt off of her ass cheeks and thighs.

Rolling her bedsheets up into a bundle, Jess went straight to the washing machine in her training room. The debris rattled like gravel in the metal basin as she dropped the filthy bedsheets into the washing machine.

“I guess I should set it to ‘sanitize’ Just to be safe,” Jess thought to herself. “I hope they don’t get stained” she sighed, less so because she loved her bedsheets and more so because the thought of replacing them seemed annoying.

The washing machine running, Jess next walked to the bathroom, grabbing some fresh clothes from her bedroom first along the way.

As the hot water of the shower hit Jess’ body, she felt as if all her troubles were being washed away. As she wet down her hair, she felt her finger catch on something hard that had gotten tangled near her scalp.

“Seriously… What on earth was I doing yesterday?” Jess cried out exasperated as she let the water take whatever she had just taken off of her scalp to get washed down the drain.

Feeling an uncomfortable friction deep within her groin, Jess decided to take the shower head off to do a more focused washing down below. She let out a slight groan as the hot water struck against her clit and lips at JUST the right angle. Whatever had made her wet the sheets last night apparently had still left her feeling rather sensitive, but she somehow managed to hold back from going all the way.

Down below near Jess’ feet, loads of dirt and debris began to collect before getting washed down the drain by the running water. Not looking down, Jess never noticed that there was plenty that was strange about the debris she was washing off of her body. Bits were made out of metal and glass, while others looked like bits of houses. Other parts still looked like uprooted trees or pieces of machinery. Most troublesome of all however were the numerous tiny specks that were actively squirming, as if fighting hard to swim against the current of Jess’ shower like their lives depended on it.


The End (‿ˠ‿)

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